TTA'S

lmost impossible. Pain radiated through my body, nearly too much to bear. What happened? I was caught between consciousnes

n, taking a deep breath to steady my racing heart. I opened my eyes once more, trying to adjust to the light, and gratefully, I finally

is thi

this seemed to catch her attention. She slowly lifted her head and looked at me, a warm smile immediately spreading across he

ervant, judging by her attire. She smiled warmly as she walked toward me

oaned in slight pain. I could still feel the ache in my chest. I looked around, trying to figure out where I was, and my eyes l

acing a hand on my face. "I know life here can be painful, but now you know the outside world isn't kind either. J

naged to say, but the words faile

loser and pulling me into a warm hug. "But running away isn't the answer. Please, Matilda

oods, stabbed almost a hundred times. It's a miracle you're alive right now. What happened? Please, tell us if you

he little girl and the woman. Both wore confused expr

as I bit down on my lips. What exactly was going on? I didn't unde

on flickered across their fac

nd this"-she paused before continuing-"this is my

mouth to say something, but just then, someone burst through the doo

e. "You're finally awake? Too bad, it would have been

e speaking to me that way? I stared at him, co

oving closer as if to attack. Fear gripped me, and I recoiled, but before he

ands together. "I know she deserves to be punished for what she d

er away aggressively, sending her to the ground. He moved closer

d to me, and there's nothing you can do about that?" He raised his ha

at him before adding "I'll tell Daddy, and you'll be the one who gets punished instead." Slowly, he released his grip on my hand

ne. What the heck was that? "Are you okay?" the little girl asked, and I nodded. "I'm sorry about my brother," she added, and I nodd

out my hand to reach for it. To my surprise, it was a picture of me-or so I thought. But I didn't remember tak

re looked exactly like me, but the only difference between us was our h

swered. Is this who they think I am? They think I'm Matilda? What the heck is happening? My head throbbed with intense pain as I

st get some rest," she sai

Who is this Matilda, and why do we look exactly the same? Where is she if her family is mistaking me for her

n of this pack, a deal made to settle a debt her family owed. And that son just happens to be the same maniac who tried to kill me a few minutes after I regained consciousness. Turns out, he was often abusive towards her, and there was nothing anyone could do which was the reason why th

oo," Penny said with a smile as Nancy pushed me in a wheelchair through the gardens of the mansion. I simply smiled back at her, constantly looking ov

rcut just as nice when I get better," I said, watching

uld be a

Penny's hair," Nancy said with a humorous tone, and I let out a small, ne

elsewhere, her expression shifting from shock to a bright smile as she shouted, "Dadd

htly. I couldn't quite make out his features from afar, but I noticed a ch

ile vanished the moment he saw me, and he gently set the girl on the ground. Is this Penny's dad? If so, that

ob's father? Unlike his son, this man was a sight to behold. He was older, but not so much that he seemed old enough to be Jacob's father. He was incredibly handsome, with neat black hair tousled just

sides, desperate to be let out, perhaps to pounce on the man in front of me. I couldn't tell what her intentions were, but I was locked onto him. It wasn't just about his striking appearance-th

ered a word that sh

te.